Supreme Dragon Seal

When Meng Huang and a group of tribal powerhouses arrived at the direction from the space fluctuation, Qi Bei had long since disappeared.

This space fluctuates...

The Boluo God Witch and the Mengxin God Witch glanced at each other. This spatial fluctuation was what they sensed before, but they didn't take it seriously. Now that such a big event happened, how dare they speak up.

Who is it? You two, tell me, who stole the sacred pillar? The leader, Meng Huang, stared fiercely at Poluo and Meng Xin, and asked sharply.

He is a dragon transformed person, but he has not completely transformed into a dragon. He should have the blood of a real dragon. Meng Xinshen said.

Upon hearing the description of Meng Xin Shenwu, the leader Meng Huang's face immediately turned livid. He gritted his teeth and said, It's the dragon demon Qi Bei, the river-crossing dragon from the Central Territory.

The different space is only opened once every five years, so it is impossible for the people inside to know about Qi Bei, the murderer who directly stepped on the Sui tribe from the sky to the clouds and killed the three strongest members of the tribe.

Dragon Demon Qibei, our Mongolian tribe is incompatible with you. Meng Huang growled, and fell into a tussle at the hands of this dragon demon twice, which made him unbearable.

Chief, he...is a true god. Seeing that the leader was so angry, the Boluo Goddess felt that it was necessary for the leader to know who the Meng tribe really wanted to deal with.

God!

All the powerhouses of the Mongolian tribe showed a look of shock, the true god, the true god who condensed the god crystal and built the god's domain, the general god-level powerhouse is a dish in front of him.

Even Emperor Meng's expression sank suddenly, a real god like him? He himself is the true God, so how can he not know that the true God is difficult to deal with.

The prohibition on the pillar, he broke it? Meng Huang asked, he knew that what he asked was nonsense, but when he suddenly thought of this, he still couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

Yes, he rushed out after stealing the sacred pillar, and four god-level powerhouses tried to intercept him, but he disappeared in an instant, said the Boluo God.

That must have been taken into God's Domain by him. Meng Huang said with a sullen face, his heart became a lot heavier, a true god, a true god stronger than him, how many lives would it take to deal with him? Even if he is really killed in the end, it is estimated that the Meng tribe will be finished, unless...

Meng Huang's eyes flickered, and at this moment, someone exclaimed: What's going on? Why are all the trees here withering?

Sure enough, the originally lush trees and flowers quickly began to wither.

Boss, the spirit grass and spirit flowers planted here are all withered. I don't know why. The high-level god-level powerhouse in charge of spirit planting said bravely.

What! Meng Huang's old face suddenly became distorted, the sacred pillar was stolen, and even all the spiritual plants were dead, whether the Meng tribe should survive.

And at this moment, everyone noticed that the aura contained in the air was already insignificant. Just now, it was a world full of spiritual flowers and grasses, and it became a dead place in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Emperor Meng raised his head impressively, his eyes flickering with bloody light, he growled lowly: It is the supreme fetish of this different space, it must have been stolen by the dragon demon, and lost the supreme fetish, this different space has no nourishing aura anymore, everything here depends on the supreme fetish.

All the powerhouses are silent, that is to say, the core support of the Mongolian tribe has disappeared. Except for the condensed ore veins in this different space, new ore veins can no longer be continuously bred like before, and those spiritual flowers and plants cannot be bred. Then what will the Mongolian tribe rely on to support the framework of Nuoda in the future?

Of course, with the background and accumulated strength of the Mongolian tribe, it is absolutely impossible to fall down all at once, because the strength of the tribe has already taken shape, but without the support of the different space, there is no doubt that it will go downhill, especially if the pillars of the gods are stolen. The new generation of the Mongolian tribe has no hope of producing a new true god.

Moreover, the Mongolian tribe has to swallow their own suffering. If they publicize this matter, saying that Qi Bei has stolen the divine pillar and the supreme fetish in a different space, there will certainly be many peerless powerhouses chasing him, but it will also make the Mongolian tribe be regarded as a piece of fat at this point.

What's more, Meng Huang still has the idea of ​​contingency, and wants to get back all the lost things.

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On a barren mountain, a young man in a wizard's robe stared at the rolling Styx River, his face distorted in pain.

Chunhua, I must avenge you, I must... The young wizard clenched his fists, his gaze was as fierce as a wolf's. For this task, he sent his woman to the leader to sleep, and finally let his woman die so miserable. .

What are you taking revenge for? Just then, a slightly hoarse female voice sounded from behind.

La Suo was startled, turned around, and saw a seductive and beautiful woman in a long robe with cold eyes appearing behind him at some point.

Who are you? Lasso asked cautiously, quietly putting one hand behind his back.

Don't embarrass yourself with your pitiful witchcraft, I will kill you easily. Coriler said calmly, in order to conceal her identity, she no longer has the revealing tribal dress like before.

What do you want to do? La Suo sensed the terrifying aura on this woman, and put down his sneak attack thoughts. As long as he made any changes, he would die.

Don't be nervous, we have a common goal. Coriler stepped forward, raised La Suo's chin, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

But this strange smile made La Suo shudder.

You do things for your master, and I also do things for mine. You can get close to the leader of the Fen tribe, and I have great strength, so it would be a pity not to cooperate, don't you think? Corier pinched La Suo's chin, and withdrew her hand. This man was good-looking, but it made her feel a little lustful. She hadn't touched this matter since she recognized Qi Bei as the master.

The Moco tribe is a rare matriarchal tribe, and women are in power. Therefore, when the Meng tribe broke the Moco tribe, countless women were insulted to death. This made Coriler think it was the greatest shame and hatred.

Coriler's talent was discovered by the Meng tribe and focused on training. As her strength became stronger and stronger, she had no scruples about the affairs of men and women. Sometimes she took a fancy to a man and tied her up to play with her. Even Li Huo, who had been performing missions with her, and the companion who was killed by her in a surprise attack in the Qibei God's Domain, often had a secret relationship with him, but she never hesitated when making a move.

It's just that Coriler's desire was suppressed. After she was controlled by Qi Bei, for some reason, all she could think about was doing that with her master. In his divine domain, sometimes she couldn't bear it and solved it by herself. All she could think about was the strong body of her master.

How do we cooperate? Who is your master? Lasso asked.

I don't ask who you do things for, and you don't ask who I do things for. As for cooperation, you have to try your best to gain the trust of the leader of the Fen tribe. You deliberately rushed up when your friend was gang raped and killed her. You thought you were smart, but you didn't know that your leader had already suspected you. Corriere said.

Since he suspects you, how can he gain his trust? Lasso asked.

Ask me? This is your own business. Coriler sneered.

Lasso stared at Corriere, and it took a long time before he said, Okay!

At this moment, Fen Tribe offered sacrifices to the temple, and Fen Tian stared at the enshrined witch god statue with cold eyes.

My good master, you'd better pray that I can find that thing, otherwise, don't blame the ruthless apprentice. Fen Tian murmured, and suddenly a divine mind struck into the witch god statue like a blade.

The statue of the witch god trembled impressively, as if it really felt the pain.

He's not dead yet, why are you holding on, I won't do anything to your only descendant, but you're going to provoke me, you know the consequences, she's very pretty, I hope she doesn't end up like that bitch last time, hahaha. Fen Tian laughed nervously, turned and left the temple.

Not long after, a burst of space fluctuations came, shaking the witch god statue away, and then a golden light flashed, a hole in the space was cracked, and a figure shot out like lightning.

As soon as Qi Bei appeared, looking at the sacrificial temple, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally came back. He was lost in the void just a little bit later.

Qi Bei moved the statue of the witch god back to its original position, scanned the temple, and said to himself: What the hell is this kid Fen Tian planning to do? I guess he is also looking for the entrance of the space passage in that different space, but why did he build such a large tribe? To rule the Eastern Region?

Forget it, let's ignore him for the time being, guessing that Ling Shuang should have reached the critical point of breakthrough now, and I don't know if she has held back, it is said that suppressing the breakthrough is also a very painful thing.

Qi Bei thought about something, so he wanted to leave.

But at this moment, Qi Bei suddenly sensed a slight fluctuation, he froze and looked around, but there was no movement.

At this time, another wave came, and this time Qi Bei locked on the target, which was the witch god statue behind him.

Qi Bei's divine sense scanned the past, up and down, inside and out, but found nothing.

Strange. Qi Bei shook his head and was about to leave, but inadvertently, he suddenly noticed a faint light flickering in one eyeball of the witch statue.

Qi Bei flew up, and when he pulled the eyeball, the eyeball fell down, and inside, a gray-black ring fell into his eyes. He took out the ring and looked through it for a while, but he didn't find anything special. If there was anything special, it might be a pattern engraved on the ring, like a long-handled weapon.

It's fate, so I'll accept it. Qi Bei said, put it on his finger directly, and then reset the eyeballs of the witch god statue, and then quietly left the temple.

At this time, there was a long sigh from the statue of the witch god. (To be continued.)